Gaucho Limerick

There once was an Argentine gaucho
who loved to lie around on the couch. Oh!
When his wife would protest
it would disturb his rest.
"I'm goin'! Jeez, stop bein' such a grouch - Ho!"

Weightless Birds [Free Verse]

tweets & cheeps

i hear them all:
dainty expressions 
of tiny birds

i hear them amid
the neck-stretched caws
of jungle crows
& amid
the circling 
screech hawks

weightless birds:
flitting & jumping, 

flitting with wings
blurred to invisibility 
&
jumping:
bounce - bounce - bounce

Root of Suffering [Haiku]

between boulders
grows a sinewy tree --
robust by ordeals

Stand [Free Verse]

Feet feeling rock,
until one loses
the ability to tell
where the sole ends
and the mountain begins.

If one were rooted
like a gnarly cedar,
it would feel no different.

When there is nothing but mind, 
there is no longer anything 
to differentiate...

Marquis de Sade Limerick

There once was a Marquis named de Sade
whose philosophy many found odd:
The pursuit of pleasure,
by any measure,
is to spoil by not sparing the rod!

Two Becomes One [Haiku]

cactus & bush
harmoniously grow into
one silhouette

Fickle Fortunes [Rhyming Couplets]

Don't rest your hopes on a four-leaf clover,
or pray the gray will lift and blow over.

A lucky rabbit would retain its foot,
and a four-shoed horse can still go kaput.

In life, friends and foes can do-si-do,
and which one is which, you may not know.

The Flow of Wild Ideas [Free Verse]

We need a flow of wild ideas,
though some will drift ever onward,
into the vast nowhere:
beyond application or reason.

One will catch on the shore,
others will pile into it,
becoming a beaver dam of bad ideas.

Unstable?

Maybe.

But the flood will rise, 
and lift that stuck idea,
and send the whole logjam
spiraling out to the deeps
where maybe one idea 
will float apart,
and find the light 
that makes it look worth chasing.

Steps [Haiku]

at the bottom,
i feel my legs work;
at the top, i see